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posted by Obscurity98
I made a promise to you,
And you trusted me..
But i broke both,
I'm not sure who i should be...


I don't expect you to understand,
How much you mean to me,
You think i'm hurt,
But you just can't see...
You can never hurt me.


We were meant to be...
And we just cant see
Our love is blind.


One way, i believe love will never last,
And i may never belong,
No matter what they say,
I may never be truly strong.


I know who you truly are,
And you may think that life isn't your thing,
but for me you do,
You make my heart sing.


Our love is meant to be,
Our hearts aren't to far,
I know who you truly are,
Our love may be blind, but we both see
posted by TerrorYJ
Becca approached him from behind, never making a sound. She wasn't too keen on talking to him, much less being anywhere near him. He was a fool, someone she would ignore. But he had crossed the line. He had hit a nerve inside her and she needed to be heard, loud and clear.
“Bloodmist.”
He turned his head slightly. He turned back to looking at the bank when he saw who it was. She knew he was upset. He had been hurt in battle, but Becca had wanted him out of the mountain. There were very few she turned away from. But this guy she did. In front of everyone.
“I get that toi don't like me....
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The harsh winter wind whipped through the dusky air as she walked down the forest path, blonde hair billowing behind her. She pulled her heavy manteau tighter to her body as she trudged through the snow. She looked up at the frost-lined trees, and cupped her hands to her mouth.
    “Zig!” she called, her voice reverberating through the forest until it was Lost among the trees. “Zi-ig!” Looking down, she noticed a trail of small footprints in the snow, and followed them.
    She reached a thinning in the trees, and now a hill, covered in the thick...
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posted by NekoTheif
"I don't know who toi are"

It shook Charm's foundation. "You...what?" he blinked. "Where am I?" she blinked at him. Charm noticed something different. The anger, the hurt, the love, the understanding it was all gone. She wasn't his Amara. "your not her. toi can't be" he shook his head. "Who was I suppose to be?" she blinked. "Your suppose to be Amara! Your suppose to be Tundra!" he yelled shaking her.

She looked hurt. "I don't know who she is but she must mean a lot to you" she slid onto her knees. "She does. She means everything to me." he let Abel emballage, wrap her arm around his shoulders. "Is she...
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posted by Skittles98
Sorry about the long wait; I got Lost on the road of life ;)

When I woke up and looked around, I was half expecting to see the run down house I used to live in. Instead, I woke to my new crimson room. The paint reminded me of fall leaves. I stretched and found a blue bundle at the end of my bed. I picked up the note.
“Time to go and meet some friends. Put this on, Sapphire” Dad used my ‘super-name’. I quickly slipped it on and tied my hair into a poney tail. I flew out and down the stairs. I whipped passed Alfred, my wake ripping the duster from his hand. I quickly flew back, placed...
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posted by Skittles98
The boy sat on the large, fancy chair.
“Dick, this is my and Diana’s daughter, Evelyn Veronica Isabelle Lang” he explained
“Your…daughter?” the boy asked
“Yes. We Lost her in a storm six years before toi were here” Dad said
“This is totally whelming. Why would toi keep this secret from me, Bruce?” the boy demanded
“Dick, now isn’t the time. I’m making it your job to montrer her around the mansion, find a room for her and tell her who toi are” Dad ordered
“Fine, but don’t think that we’re done talking about this” he nodded.
“I’m Dick Grayson. I’ll be your tour...
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posted by Lollipop97
Full Name: Annabelle Hawthorne

Nicknames: Anna, Ann, Annie, Bell, Anders.

Age: 14

Aliases: Timer

Identity: She tries her best to keep it secret to everyone but her family.

Nationality: American

Relatives:
Father: John Hawthorne, founder of the McFresh waffle company. Caring, but busy family father.
Mother: Mary Hawthorne, caring housemother, always trying to find fitting husbands for her daughters.
Sister: Abigail Hawthorne, grumpy 18-year-old sister with the bitchy attitude, but can also be kind and loveable at times. Also called ”Pissy Pants” par her younger sister.

Personality: Annabelle is a...
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posted by Skittles98
Everyone looked up and saw the Dark Knight standing on the landing pad.
“Welcome back Gambette” he said
“Batman” I nodded curtly. I walked up the stairs to see the Dark Knight in all his dark, brooding glory.
“So, toi gunna let me leave?” I asked
“No” he shook his head. I saw a lady with blonde hair walk by.
“Okay. Then I might as well familiarize myself with the base” I shrugged, running off. I sprinted after the lady.
“Excuse me!” I called. She stopped and turned around.
“I’m Gambette. Can toi authorize me leaving the cave?” I asked
“I’m Black Canary. And sure”...
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posted by Skittles98
“Hey, you’re Remy’s kid, ain’t ya?” one asked
“Maybe. And maybe I’m an Arabian slave trader here to collect this little lady to sell for two stallions” I sneered. Laura laughed.
“Yup, that’s her” one nodded
“Anyways, what’s it to toi who I am?” I asked
“Well, we’re the Ripper’s, and we want Remy dead” the lead one said
“Your point?”
“Well, we’ll need bait to get him down here. And if he knows his daughter is here, he’ll come get her” he continued
“Pass” I said, getting up.
“It wasn’t an option” he smirked. Laura snarled.
“Don’t use your...
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posted by Skittles98
I walked down the empty streets, shuffling the decks of cards in my hands. My long over manteau flapped behind me, along with my long brown hair. My brown eyes followed the path my cards took. I turned down a wide alley. Four guys block my path. Another four blocked my retreat.
“You guys wanna play a little card game?” I asked, holding up my deck of cards.
“Sure” the lead guy nodded
“Let’s play 8” I said, throwing 8 cards to the ground. They started to glow, then they exploded. I walked away, passing my cards back and forth between my hands. My brown hair writhed around me. As I walked...
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posted by SilverWings13
"Where to next?" The blonde answered par running past the elder assassin, leaving him to follow her. Her braid was just long enough to dangle between her shoulder blades, the bleached color startling against the black material of her suit, he noticed as they sprinting through the corridors. It was the brightest part about her, the braid. Her suit, combat boots, couteau belt, sheaths, capot, capot moteur were all black to compliment the stormy gray of her eyes and dark mood that was a constant around the girl. The man decided that he spent far plus time than necessary studying his enemy.
After taking out a handful...
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posted by SilverWings13
A followup on Aryess that I've been meaning to get to...

A quartet of dark figures fell from the sky. They plummeted towards the earth in a diamond formation, each on the corner of a cardinal direction. Each jerked up a foot as their parachutes deployed, fanning out above them. The team of four landed on the field at a run, their plane already far gone in the cover of the clouds. They were sprinting toward the the compound in the distance when the first message filtered through the static of their radios.
"Betas, this is base, do toi copy Betas?"
"Beta 4, copy," the blonde replied, her voice as...
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1AM, Twan's command post.
Twan stood infrond of a table, tableau inspecting maps of the city.
Suddenly a throwing étoile, star land only inches away from his hand.
Bothe Twan and Boris aim there pistolets at the ceiling.
Is Thad how toi greed old Friends now?
Ceschire sais in a playful tone we she climes truw a ceiling window, taking back her throwing étoile, star and sits down on the table, tableau crossed legged.
Twan sigeds in relieve. Bohe him and Boris put there pistolets away
Damm Jade can't toi just use the door toi scared me half to death.
Nowe were is the fun in thad? She a dit in the same playful tone.
I geas your rigt.
Its good thad...
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posted by SilverWings13
Tolf toi i would get somethingpostes this weekend, RL.
The steady hoofbeats were a rockstar’s drum set in the boy’s ears as he rode through the silent forest. The only other thing he could hear was the pounding of his own cœur, coeur in his ears. The deafening noise made it even plus difficult to focus on making a distinction between the silhouettes of the trees and the shadows cast par the moon’s light through the branches.
They should have beaten the sun to the horizon, but the night had been too fast, even for the Arabian-quarter horse.
Aleksander leaned even further vers l'avant, vers l’avant over the horse’s...
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posted by BladeYJ
 COSTUME! or.. whatever :D
COSTUME! or.. whatever :D
We entered a bedroom, the scent éperlan oddly familiar, like I'd been in here before. The dark red silk sheets on the lit and the luxurious velvet curtains were so beautiful; along with the dark mahogany cabinets and drawers and door. I was so entranced with the room and all it held that his deep voice startled me,"This is your bedroom, toi will sleep here, I've had Vexx go out-"
"Vexx?"
"I wasn't finished talking--go out and get some clothes for you, they're in the wardrobe suivant to your bed. But first, before toi get comfortable, I want to give toi the attire you'll be wearing when toi go hunting...
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posted by khanna266
Name:Matt Nast
age:15
Alias: GreyStar
powers: clairvoyant, astral projection,he can resurrects the dead(but only if they have been dead for less than a day),and white magic
civvies:changes
hero outfit:whatever he's wearing with a white manteau and gloves
appearance:black hair eyes sometimes blue sometimes brown tall average weight
race:half German half Vietnamese
BG story:Ever since his grandfather passed away he has been able to speak to the dead,and throughout the years he gained plus powers.
Now he has decided to use them for a good use,and so he saves people and goes par the name GreyStar.


<3<3<3 Hope toi enjoyed
 Matt new to Gotham city
Matt new to Gotham city
added by Robin_Love
Source: Google
Devs~ If it’s okay with you, I made some kids for Aisling and Rowan that toi can put in Generation of War if toi want. Let’s assume this is a universe where Jackson doesn’t exist, so Aisling and Rowan actually end up together.

Name: Victor Matthew Heyywood
Hero Name: Apocalypse
Age: 16
Appearance: 6’1” ish, strong/solid build, wavy dark brown hair, blue-green eyes, light skin, freckles, he looks a LOT like his mom although his facial features are a bit plus like his dad’s
Powers: Vic can fly, like his mother Aisling, and he also has super-strength. He mainly fights with hand-to-hand...
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posted by Robin_Love
When he awoke for the seconde time, he thought of a million things, coherency streaming his mind and starting the engines of his very unique brain. Out of the millions and millions of streaming thoughts, he pulled out three and processed them:
Where the heck was he?
Why was there loud knocking at “his” door so early?
Where had his snuggle buddy from last night wandered off to?
This third question brought up a million others that he was less than happy to deal with at the minute. He rubbed his eyes and yawned, stretching his arms out as he called entrance; anything to get the noise causing his...
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posted by Kurls_Basd
Kaya walked cautiously through the hallway tunnel, her steps were light while her hands were placed firmly around the weapon that had kept her in the game this long. Yes, a game of paintball suggested to be played par all of the young Heroes that were bored out of their minds, since no missions were somehow not being given.

She came to the end of the tunnel leaning against one of the mur spying into the kitchen. There she saw Jaivus and Rene in their own little paintball war. Jaivus behind the counter and Rene behind the sofa. She smirked, aiming her paintball gun.

First shot, The paint connected...
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posted by Skittles98
My name is Evelyn Veronica Isabelle Lang. I’m 13 with black hair and grey-blue eyes. I have special powers like my mom does. She is really strong, really pretty, she can fly and she has special bracelets that deflect things. My dad has no powers, but he’s really cool. He is really smart, makes his own little gadgets and is a skilled fighter. When I was little, they disappeared. I felt like they abandoned me, so I changed my name from Veronica Wayne to Evelyn Veronica Isabelle Lang. ou Evil. I’m a rue kid now, but I’ve always held my own. I’m a really great fighter, I’m really...
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